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CHARACTERS 

Walter Varnell. 
Cleo Varnell, his wife. 
Lydia Varnell, his sister. 
The Hotel Manager. 

Scene : — A small reception room in a fashionable hotel. 




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SCENE. — A small reception-room in a fashionable hotel. 
There is a telephone. 

Enter Walter Varnell and the two ladies. The ladies are 
in their best bib and tucker, and carry muffs. 

Walt. This room is empty. You had better wait in here. 

Cleo Varnell {throwing herself into a chair and giving a 
sigh of perfect content'). Oh, I'm too full for utterance. I just 
hated to leave that frozen pudding. I'm a teetotaler, but I 
love frozen pudding. 

Lydia Varnell. Wasn't it good ? I'll say this for you, 
Walter, you're not stingy. When you do a thing, you do it 
up brown. 

Walt. Leave it to me. 

Lydia. The check must have been enormous. 

Walt, {pulling out some change). Sixty cents left out of a 
ten-dollar bill. 

Lydia (sitting down aghast). Nine dollars and forty cents 
for a luncheon for three people ! 

Cleo. Good heavens, that would buy a ton of coal ! What 
did we have to eat that cost all that ? 

Walt. Search me ! I didn't look at the bill ; I was 
ashamed to ; the waiter was so haughty. 

Lydia. Nine dollars and forty cents ! Why, that's robbery, 
Walter ! 

Walt. Oh, hang the expense. We don't have you with 
us often, Sis. When we do, we treat you right, don't we, 
Cleo? 

Cleo. Oh, I suppose so. But I do wish I hadn't left that 
frozen pudding. They'll probably put it back into the freezer 
and serve it to some one else. 

Walt. Now, you two girls make up your minds what show 
you want to see and I'll go and get the tickets. 

3 



4 SOUVENIR SPOONS 

Lydia. Let me pay for them, Walter. That will be my 
part of the treat. 

Walt. Tut, tut, my dear, this is on Cleo and me. 

Cleo. Oh, let her pay for them if she wants to. She's 
your sister. 

Walt. Look here, wifie, we won't scrap about it; this 
whole blow is on me, see? Now hurry up and decide what 
show it is. 

Cleo. Let Lydia choose ; she's company. 

Lydia. No, you choose, Cleo. 

Cleo. I don't know what's in town. 

Walt. Well, here's a paper. We'll look and see. {Takes 
newspaper out of his pocket.*) Urn — er. Where are the 
amusements ? Oh, here they are. Want something funny ? 

Lydia. Let's go to a vaudeville show. 

Cleo. I hate vaudeville; it's nothing but hash. Isn't 
there a musical comedy somewhere ? 

Walt. Montgomery and Stone at the Park. 

Cleo. Let's go there. Montgomery is awfully funny — or 
is it Stone ? 

Lydia. Stone is the funny one. 

Cleo. Is he? Are you sure? Now, I thought it was 
Montgomery. Why do they put him first if it's the other way 
around ? 

Walt. What's the matter with you? Has the pudding 
gone to your head? Would you like to see them, Lydia? 

Lydia. I'd love to. 

Walt. All right, it's a go. You two can amuse yourselves 
for five or ten minutes, can't you? 

Lydia. Oh, surely. I've got some postal cards of the hotel 
that I found down-stairs. I'll address them and send them 
home. 

(Walt, goes out.) 

Cleo {calling after him). Hurry back! Don't pay over 
two dollars apiece, Walter. It would be just like him to be 
silly and buy them of a speculator, or something. Did you 
say you had some postal cards? Where did you get them? 
I didn't see them. 

Lydia. They were in a basket near the door as we came in. 
Just pictures of the hotel, you know. Want one ? 

{As she takes them out of her muff, a spoon drops on the 
floor.) 



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Cleo. What was that ? It looked like a spoon. 

Lydia (trying to conceal it}. Oh, nothing. 

Cleo {running to Lydia). It is a spoon ! Let me see it. 
Why, Lydia, it is one of the hotel spoons ! 

Lydia {looking around). Ssh ! What of it? I wanted a 
souvenir. 

Cleo (lowering her voice). Oh, Lydia, I shouldn't have 
thought you'd dared ! 

Lydia. Why not? No one saw me. I'm making a col- 
lection. I've got over thirty — all from different hotels and 
restaurants. 

Cleo. Oh, my ! Isn't it — isn't it stealing? 

Lydia (sharply). Stealing ! Of course not. The hotel 
people lose a lot of these things — they expect to. If I'd 
known the bill was to be so big, I'd have taken the table-cloth. 
I was sadly tempted to take one of those little brass finger 
bowls. (Cleo starts.) Weren't they the dearest little things ! 
Russia stuck out all over them. It would have been perfectly 
easy to tip out the water, and to drop my muff over it — so — 
like that. 

Cleo. Oh, Lydia ! I— I — 

Lydia. What's the matter ? 

Cleo. Er — er — nothing. But suppose the hotel people 
should — should miss anything ? 

Lydia. What if they do? They're hardly likely to hold 
us up and search us. We're respectable, aren't we? (She 
puts the spoon in the front of her waist.) There, it's out of 
sight. 

Cleo. It hadn't occurred to me before, but it's awfully like 
stealing, isn't it ? 

Lydia. Ssh ! Some one will hear you ! You mustn't say 
a word to Walter, he'd be horrified. 

Cleo. Oh, I won't, I won't ! 

Lydia. Promise. 

Cleo. Oh, I promise. 

Lydia. Now, I'm going to address these cards before he 
gets back. Do you want one? 

(She sits at a desk and is back to Cleo.) 

Cleo. No, thanks. 

(Takes a little brass finger bowl out of her muff unseen 
by Lydia, and tries to find a place about her clothing to 
hide it.) 



6 SOUVENIR SPOONS 

Lydia. Every time I think about that luncheon check, it 
makes my blood boil. Oh, here is a picture of the hotel 
dining-room. Wonder what I'll put on that? Oh, I know. 
( Writes.) " Den of the Forty Thieves." (Cleo nearly drops 
the bowl.) Mother won't know what that means, but I can 
tell her when I get home. Here's one of the main entrance of 
the hotel. Let's see. {Writes.) *' All hope abandon ye who 
enter here." The folks will think I've got a grudge against 
this place. {Clenches her fists.) Nine dollars and forty cents ! 
(She turns around suddenly and catches Cleo leaning over, 
still trying to find a place to hide the bowl.) What are you 
doing ? 

Cleo. Pulling up my stocking. 

Lydia. That reminds me, I have a hole in mine. 

Cleo. What did you say about bowl ? 

Lydia. I said I have a hole in my stocking. I'll have to 
be careful. Oh, here's Walter, back so soon. Hello, what 
luck? 

(She gets up as Walt, enters. Cleo, finding no better 
place than her muff, conceals it there again, unseen by 
Walt, and Lydia.) 

Walt. Didn't keep you waiting long, did I ? Got the 
tickets down-stairs. Well, there's nothing doing for Mont- 
gomery and Stone. I had to get seats for the Broadway. 

Lydia. What are they playing there? 

Walt. Oh, a crook play, " My Lady Raffles." 

Lydia} (^ /Apr )- "My Lady Raffles ! " 

Cleo. I don't want to see that. I don't like the sound of 
it. I'm sure it's something unpleasant. 

Walt. No, it's a farce. One of the roaring kind. 

Cleo. Couldn't you get anything at all for Montgomery 
and Stone? 

Walt. Not a thing. All sold out. 

Cleo. Why didn't you try the speculators? 

Lydia. Oh, come, Cleo, be a sport. What do you care 
what you see as long as it is entertaining. 

Cleo (with meaning). Well, I guess I can stand it if you 
can. 

{She gets up and puts her muff on a table while she adjusts 
her hat.) 



SOUVENIR SPOONS 7 

Walt. We've got plenty of time to walk. Don't you want 
to ? We can look in the shop windows on the way. 

Cleo. Oh, yes ; let's. Perhaps Lydia will see some spoons 
she likes. 

Lydia. That will be fine. {Under her breath.) Cat ! 
(Cleo looks as if she were going without her muff, and Lydia 
reaches for it.) Don't forget your muff, Cleo dear. 

Cleo. I wasn't forgetting it, thank you. 

{fust as they are going out The Hotel Manager heads 
them off.) 

Man. (to Walt.). Pardon me. I am the manager of this 
hotel. May I speak with you a minute ? 

Walt. Certainly. (To the ladies.) You will excuse me ? 

{They speak apart as the ladies walk away.) 

Cleo {nervously). What can be the matter ? 

Lydia (equally nervous). I'm sure I don't know. Walter 
seems to be getting hot under the collar. 

Cleo. You don't suppose the hotel people have discovered 
anything, do you ? 

Lydia. How silly ; of course not. They wouldn't make a 
fuss about so small a thing. 

Walt, (angrily). It's an insult ! An outrage ! To pen 
us up here like a lot of thieves ! Search us and be done 
with it ! 

Man. It is not intended as an insult, neither do we mean to 
pen you here like thieves. We simply ask you, as a courtesy, 
to remain in this room until we can locate the guilty person. 

Lydia. Guilty person ! What do you mean ? 

Man. We have just discovered a theft in the dining-room, 
madame, and we wish no one to enter or leave the hotel until 
we find the culprit. We have good reason to believe that he, 
or she, is still on the premises. 

Cleo. But we can't stay ; we are going to the theatre. 

Man. I am sorry to insist — to cause you inconvenience. 
It will be but a short time I am sure. A taxi is at your dis- 
posal. 

{He goes out.) 

Walt, {calling after Man.). Why don't you lock us up? 
Lock us up, I say ! (He storms around.) This is an out- 



8 SOUVENIR SPOONS 

rage ! An outrage ! To keep me here like this. Me, a busi- 
ness man, director in three banks, known from one end of the 
city to the other ! They shall suffer for this ! I'll sue them 
for libel ! I'll write a letter to the Tribune / 

Cleo. It seems to me, Walter, that you are mightily con- 
cerned about yourself. You don't think how unpleasant it is 
for me. 

Lydia. Well, I think it is a big fuss over nothing. 

Walt. You think it nothing to be detained here, to be 
under suspicion ? 

Lydia. I mean I think the hotel people are making a great 
fuss over a very small 

{Realizing that she has said too much, she claps her hand 
over her mouth.) 

Walt, {turning on her). Small ! Small ! Who told you 
it was small ? How do you know it is small ? What do you 
mean? 

(Lydia begins to whimper.) 

Cleo. She means that probably what has been taken is of 
very small value. 

Walt. How do you know it is of small value? He didn't 
say what had been stolen. {At "stolen" Lydia bursts into 
tears.) What's the matter with you, anyway? 

Cleo. She's nervous — excited. 

Walt. What's happened to her to make her nervous? 
Why should she be excited ? She looks guilty ! 

Lydia (crying louder). Oh ! Oh ! Oh ! 

Walt. What do you two know about this affair ? It be- 
gins to look mighty suspicious. 

Lydia (crying). Oh! Oh! Walter — I've— I've got what 
they're looking for. I took it. 

Walt. You've got it ! You took it ! What do you 
mean ? 

(He takes hold of her wrist.) 
Lydia (shrieking). Don't ! Don't kill me, Walter ! 

(Cleo tiptoes to the door a?id closes it.) 
Walt. What do you mean ? Out with it ! 



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Lydia. The spoon. Here it is. (She brings forth the 
spoofi, and then sinks on her knees at his feet,) Don't kill me ! 
Don't kill me ! 

Walt. You — stole — this — spoon ! 

Cleo. Oh, Walter, she only took it as a souvenir. 

Walt. Souvenir ! Did you take one, too ? 

Cleo. No, I didn't know anything about it until we got up- 
stairs. Don't be angry, Walter. You'll give it back, won't 
you, Lydia? 

Lydia {getting upfront the floor). Oh, yes, yes. 

Walt, {covering his face with his hands). My sister a 
thief! 

Lydia {bursting forth again). Oh ! Oh ! Oh ! 

Cleo (putting her arms about Lydia). Lydia! Lydia! 

Walt. Come away from her, Cleo, come away. You'll 
contaminate yourself. It makes me shudder to see you together. 
Oh, the disgrace of it ! I could stand almost anything but that 
—a thief! 

(He is overcome again.) 

Cleo (patting his arm). Oh, Walter, don't. I am sure it 
isn't as bad as you think. She isn't mean — wicked ; you know 
she isn't. 

Walt. My poor little lamb, my dove ! Because you are 
pure yourself you think the whole world good. 

(Lydia drys her eyes and s?iiffs.) 

Cleo. It was only a teaspoon, Walter — such a little thing ! 

Walt, (shaking his head sadly). Feminine logic ! If she'd 
take a teaspoon, she'd take a silver service — the principle is the 
same. Besides this may not be her first offense. For all we 
know she may have taken a hundred spoons. 

Lydia (crying again). Oh ! Oh ! Oh ! 

Walt. See, she weeps ! A guilty conscience ! Oh, Lydia, 
this is awful — awful ! I can't understand why you took it. 
Do you lack spoons ? 

LydIa. No, no, I'll give it back, I'll give it back. 

"Walt. Of course, you must, and shall. (There is a knock 
at the door.) Hello ! (Enter Man.) Oh, it is you. Well, 
we have the culprit. My sister has confessed ! 

Man. Confessed ? 

Walt. She took the spoon. 

Cleo. As a souvenir. 



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Man. Spoon ? Souvenir ? 

Walt. It will be returned, of course; and I hope the mat- 
ter can be hushed up. 

Man. But we have the thief in custody down-stairs. It 
was one of the porters. 

Walt. ) 

Lydia. [• What ! 

Cleo. ) 

Walt. Weren't you looking for a spoon ? 

Man. No, for a lady's purse. 

(The two women sink into chairs.} 

Walt, {after a pause). Well, as long as you know so 
much, you may as well know more. My sister had the bad taste 
to take one of your spoons. 

Lydia. ) . 

Cleo. | As a souvenir. 

Man. Oh, yes. You will find, I am sure, that the — er — 
souvenir was charged on the bill. 

Walt. Charged for on the bill ! 

Man. Yes, the waiters are instructed to charge for any of 
the table furnishings that may be taken as — as souvenirs. Do 
you care to see the bill ? 

Walt. Indeed I do care to see the bill. 

Cleo. Oh, let's not bother. Let's take his word for it and 
get out of the mess as gracefully as possible. 

Lydia. I want to see the bill. I want to see what they're 
getting for spoons these days. 

Man. (going to telephone). Were you in the main dining- 
room or in the grill ? 

Walt. In the main room. 

Man. (calling up). Hello. The cashier in the main dining- 
room, please. (To Walt.) Do you happen to remember the 
amount of the check ? 

Lydia. Remember the amount of the check ! 

Walt. Around nine dollars. 

Man. Hello. Is that you, Miss Floyd ? This is Mr. 
Davis. Will you see if you have a check for nine dollars, or 
thereabouts? (To Walt.) What time were you in the din- 
ing-room ? 

Walt. About half an hour ago. 

Man. (to Miss Floyd). About half an hour ago. You 
have ? Will you send it up-stairs ? Yes, to the small reception 



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room on the second floor. Right away, please. Thank you. 
(Hangs up receiver.) We have had so many losses, we found 
that the only way to protect ourselves. 

Walt. And the bills are paid without question? 

Man. (with a smile). As a rule, yes. Once in a while a 
gentleman will protest, but for the sake of the lady — it is usually 
a lady who takes — er — souvenirs — he will pay the bill. We try 
to avoid unpleasant situations. (There is a kfiock at the door, 
which Man. answers.) Yes, thank you. Here is the bill. 
(They gather around him.) " Three Manhattan cocktails; 

oysters; er — er " (He runs down the list.) "Frozen 

pudding " Here it is, ''One silver teaspoon — two 

dollars." 

Lydia. Two dollars apiece ! (Looks at the spoon.) Two 
dollars a dozen ! 

Man. Here, hold on; what's that after the spoon ? "One 
brass finger bowl, a dollar and a half! " Did you take a finger 
bowl, too? 

Lydia. I didn't. I didn't. I took only a spoon. 

Man. Perhaps there is a mistake. I will have the waiter 
come up-stairs. Let's see, you had waiter number five. He is 
usually very accurate. 



(He starts toward the telephone.) 

g him and speaking in a smai 
ie — the finger bowl ! 

(She takes it from her muff.) 

\g into a chair). You, too ! 
ing her fists). Hypocrite ! 

(Man. gives a smile and a shrug.) 



Cleo (stopping him and speaking in a small voice). Please 
don't. I took the — the finger bowl ! 



Walt, (sinking into a chair). You, too ! 
Lydia (clenching her fists). Hypocrite ! 



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Elizabeth Kennedy, independent, not engaged at all. 
Dr. E. T. Simpson, the physician. 
And 
The Voice of Authority, unseen but all-powerful. 

THE COMING OF ANNABEL 

A Comedy in One Act 

By Alice C. Thompson 

Six females. Costumes, modern ; scene, an interior. Plays thirty 

minutes. A group of village gossips, bent "on the slaughter of the char- 

actertof a visitor to the town, are routed and reformed by the example of 

Annabel's charity and amiability. Good character. Clever and effective. 

Price, 15 cents 

THE MISSES PRINGLES* LEAP YEAR 

A Comedy in Two Acts 
By Amaryllis V. Lord 
Ten females and the apparition of a man. Costumes, modern ; scenery, 
unimportant. Plays half an hour. The Misses Barbara, Priscilla and 
Betsy Pringle, while scorning matrimony in public, have a secret inclina- 
tion J toward it, and taking advantage of leap year, each, without the 
knowledge of the others, proposes by letter to Deacon Smith with sur- 
prising results. Very easy and amusing, requiring no scenery and but 
little rehearing. 

Price, 15 cents 



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Price, 50 0e:its €acb 



Min fHANNFI Play in Four Acts * Six males, five females. 
"HU'valrillllijij Costumes, modern; scenery, three interiors. 
Plays two and a half hours. 

THE NOTORIOUS MRS. EBBSMITH Br MR 

males, five females. Costumes, modern; scenery, all interiors. 
Plays a full evening. 

THF PROFI IPATF Play in Four Acts. Seven males, five 
1 I1L. I I\V/rLilU/\ 1 Li females. Scenery, three interiors, rather 
elaborate ; costumes, modern. Plays a full evening. 

THF QrHfini MKTRFQQ Farce in Three Acts. Nine males, 
inc. 3inUUL.lT1131J\E,tX> seven females. Costumes, mod- 
ern; scenery, three interiors. Plays a full evening. 

THE SECOND MRS. TANQUERAY gg, ta *2K, A g!S 

females. Costumes, modern; scenery, three interiors. Plays a 
full evening. 

QWFFT I AVFNnFR Comedy in Three Acts. Seven males, 
iJTT£i£il Li/WEni/EiIV four females. Scene, a single interior, 
costumes, modern. Plays a full evening. 

THF THITlSinFPRfll T Comedy in Four Acts. Ten males, 
inc. inulllSEiIVDUL.1 nine females. Scenery, three interi- 
ors; costumes, modern. Plays a full evening. 

THF TIIVIF^ Comedy in Four Acts. Six males, seven females. 
***Ei UItIEiiJ Scene. a single interior; costumes, modern. Plays 
a full evening. 

THF WFAKTR QFY Comedy in Three Acts. Eight males, 
x flEi TT Ei/lIvCIY JLA eight females. Costumes, modern; 
scenery, two interiors. Plays a full evening. 

A WIFE WITHOUT A SMILE Females, four females! 
Costumes, modern; scene, a single interior. Plays a full evening. 



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AS Yflll I'iW'-lT Comed y i* 1 F 1 ^ 6 Acts - Thirteen males, four 
«W 1VU MRU ii females. Costumes, picturesque ; scenery, va- 
ried. PlayB a full evening. 

C AMU I V I >rama in Five Acts. Nine males, five females. Cos- 
VfALniLijh tumes, modern ; scenery, varied. Plays a full evening. 

INfiOMAR 1>la y in Flve • A - Cts - Thirteen males, three females. 
UlUUlTlitfV Scenery varied ; costumes, Greek. Plays a full evening. 

MAHY STUART Tragedy in Five Acts. Thirteen males, four fe- 
ulAI\I JlUAAl males, and supefnumeraries. Costumes, of the 
period ; scenery, varied And elaborate. Plays a full evening. 

THE MERCHANT OF VENICE SSSKSS^S gSSS? 

picturesque ; scenery varied. Plays a full evening. 

DlfHEJ lEI] Elay in Five Acts. Fifteen males, two females. Scen- 
I\lVllLlvIIvl> e fy elaborate ;- costumes of the period. Plays a full 
evening. 

THP KIVAIS ) 0o m ©dy in Five Acts. Nine males, five females. 
lilt/ niTALfi? Scenery? varied ; costumes of the period. Plays a 
full evening. 

SHE STOOPS TO CONQUER SSSOiS tES^'SJ^ 

rled ; costumes of the period. . Plays a full evening. 

TWELFTH NIGHT; OR, WHAT YOU WILL 2r%. ta -2?. 

three females. Costumes, picturesque ; scenery, varied. Plays a 
full evening. 



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